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Sunday, 29 October 2017
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Saturday, 7 October 2017
30 Day Writing Challenge: What If?
What if you went right instead of left?
What if you went instead of stopping?
What if you turned around instead of going onward?
The road ahead is littered with bumps, twists, turns and crossroads.
What if you cut that out of your life?
What if you let that in?
What if you'd closed the door on that opportunity?
There are many doors to open and close in your life.
What if you sent that letter?
What if she read it?
What if she knew.
What if it was all out in the open?
What if the rain stopped and the sun shone through?
What if the heartache was gone?
What if the happy ending was within reach?
What if you went instead of stopping?
What if you turned around instead of going onward?
The road ahead is littered with bumps, twists, turns and crossroads.
What if you cut that out of your life?
What if you let that in?
What if you'd closed the door on that opportunity?
There are many doors to open and close in your life.
What if you sent that letter?
What if she read it?
What if she knew.
What if it was all out in the open?
What if the rain stopped and the sun shone through?
What if the heartache was gone?
What if the happy ending was within reach?
Thursday, 5 October 2017
30 Day Writing Challenge: Intoxication/Poison
Why do I drink? I drink to have fun, to feel euphoria and to forget, even just for a few hours. In the club with the music so loud you can't hear yourself think... That's the best. I don't need to be inside my mind, it's full of bad decisions. Idyllic intoxication. Escapism.
"I'll pass on the rose". You know why. You know what it does to me. It's a poison. Turns me into an intoxicated incubus. And if you were there? Well who knows what would happen. I've tried so damn hard to evade those feelings but I cant. The truth serum. My poison of choice to fall in love. I become a victim of the beverage and I will take someone with me. Spiralling into a whirlwind of desire. It was wise that I said no. You knew why I said no. We giggled about it... But we know the truth... We know the desire that hides behind a sauvignon smile and a whiskey wink. Rosé. The beginning of the ending of our tale. Had I noticed sooner and not been so damn stubborn, perhaps we could have made it. But that's what I always do. Hide behind a cloud of confidence. A defence mechanism found at the bottom of the bottle.
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